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WHAT’S THE MATTER? she typed. NO NEW GIRL TO PLAY WITH?

SOMETHING LIKE THAT.

SHAME.

WHERE ARE YOU NOW?

AT A CLUB, she typed. YOU?

WHICH CLUB?

THAT WOULD BE TELLING.

She’d always been a tease. I used to enjoy it, but right now, I needed a distraction.

WHICH CLUB? I repeated.

YOU’RE ALREADY BEHIND. YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE TO PAY FOR THE FIRST FEW ROUNDS TO CATCH UP WHEN YOU GET HERE. THINK YOU’RE UP TO IT AFTER YOUR RECENT DETOX?

I snorted.

HAVE YOU EVER KNOWN ME NOT TO BE? I typed.

WE’RE AT INFERNO.

I grabbed my jacket and ran out of there.

I called a cab and it took me to the club.

The place was roaring when I arrived. It always was.

I approached the security staff, who eyeballed me, and nodded for me to head inside. I was a VIP member. At least the high price gave me certain privileges.

I found Ettana at the back of the club. She was hidden behind the velvet rope. She leaned over it and wrapped her arms around me.

“Just in time!” she said. “I ordered the drinks. Your turn to pay.”

It usually was.

I handed over a credit coin to the waitress, who tucked it in her pocket, and handed the drinks over.

I recognized some of Ettana’s party buddies but most of them were new faces. The churn rate tended to be high among partiers.

The alcohol was soothing and sloshed down my throat as I gulped it down. I let out a satisfied sigh. Finally, the memories of Vicky began to slip beneath the icy floor of alcohol.

Out of sight, out of mind.

I took a seat and luxuriated in the numbing sensation.

Alcohol.

Was there anything better?

My subconscious took the question literally and presented me with an answer.

It was a flash of a bare leg and an oversized T-shirt rising up.

It was a rhetorical question, asshole!

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